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Deafening. Eons past. Faceless millions charge. Fields of glory. Fields of horror. Fields of death. Warriors of old. Shields raised. Swords drawn. Following orders. Untold stories. Charging straight into hell. Blood soaked. Sweat, tears mud mixed. What story tell? What for death? Fallen warriors. Young men ceasing to exist, struck down. Progeny’s denied. Lineages severed. Futures obliterated. Destroyed. Lost in the mist of time. Careening headlong. Still to this day. To what end?
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Aug 12, 2023
Aug 12, 2023 at 11:06 PM UTC
Deafening
Deafening. Eons past. Faceless millions charge. Fields of glory. Fields of horror. Fields of death. Warriors of old. Shields raised. Swords drawn. Following orders. Untold stories. Charging straight into hell. Blood soaked. Sweat, tears mud mixed. What story tell? What for death? Fallen warriors. Young men ceasing to exist, struck down. Progeny’s denied. Lineages severed. Futures obliterated. Destroyed. Lost in the mist of time. Careening headlong. Still to this day. To what end?
jg-collins
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Aug 12, 2023
Aug 12, 2023 at 11:06 PM UTC
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